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The Mother Asked for Gift - A Daughter

The mother
asked nature
to bless her with a daughter
who'd  care.
she said
as cold as glacier
adjustable as water
the care taker
the survivor
the one who'd replicate her
the one who'd hug on failure.
my oldage, she said
she would nurture
the best of better
during the heaviest thunder
she'd provide the best shelter.
a baby girl she wished for
putting an end to the war
to the God she said,
I demand nothing more
A wish to see before I sleep forever on the floor.

Comments

  1. The best poem I have ever read...Pushkin ur poems inspire me a lot....and motivates me everyday to live with positivity..

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  2. Beautiful Pushkin as always your words is amazing.

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  3. Dear Pushkin ,

    I would just say thankyou for coming out with these beutiful lines , the bond of a monther and daughter is one of the most beaitiful bonds on earth , the way a mom nurture her child and one day the piece of her heart goes far from her to start her own journey and to repeat the cycle

    For a mother a daughter is always a small girl , even after the daughter becomes monther , she is the best guider and above all a mother is the best friend for a girl , with whom she can share her all the feelings

    Once again thankyou for the poem ,keep writing

    Regards
    Reader

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    1. Thañkyou ma'am for the words. I surely will try to write more and better.

      Regards

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